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indent “I would not ask you to come to war,” he said quickly. “This fight belongs to 1nferni.” It did. They had been the ones struck, the ones wounded. Still, it was comforting to know she supported his decision. He could not answer her questions as far as where the brute had gone or why now he had chosen to come back. The words of encouragement settled well with him; it had been a long time since someone had genuinely spoken that way about him. A faint smile crossed his face, and the dark-faced male sighed. “I’m sorry to offer you nothing but ill news. First Kaena leaves and now this.”





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